No Flag
(nerf this!)
Aye
Yuh
W. M. N., Imma get to the bag
Yuh
Dopamine, swear to God that be my tag
What
I don't even bang, I ain't got no flag
Yuh
But fucking with me you gone get tagged
Dopamine, that be my team, yeah, and we don't get sad
Riding round town lookin fresh, yeah, and we got that swag
Don't even try to impress, yeah, that's why they mad
The shit that I'm on be so clean, all y'all be fucking with trash
Pulled up to the scene, yeah, I got that thrax
Come fuck with me if you get that bag
Can't even think like us, man, that's so damn sad
You can't even stack once you get that bag
I swear to god that's that shit that be making me mad
I be so high, but I still be making that cash
Don't even cry 'less I got them racks in my hand
I ain't gone stop, I'm going worldwide, I ain't gone land
W. M. N., Imma get to the bag
Yuh
Dopamine, swear to God that be my tag
What
I don't even bang, I ain't got no flag
Yuh
But fucking with me you gone get tagged
Dopamine, that be my team, yeah, and we don't get sad
Riding round town lookin fresh, yeah, and we got that swag
Don't even try to impress, yeah, that's why they mad
The shit that I'm on be so clean, all y'all be fucking with trash
Aye
Yuh
W. M. N., Imma get to the bag
Yuh
Dopamine, swear to God that be my tag
What
I don't even bang, I ain't got no flag
Yuh
But fucking with me you gone get tagged
Dopamine, that be my team, yeah, and we don't get sad
Riding round town lookin fresh, yeah, and we got that swag
Don't even try to impress, yeah, that's why they mad
The shit that I'm on be so clean, all y'all be fucking with trash
Pulled up to the scene, yeah, I got that thrax
Come fuck with me if you get that bag
Can't even think like us, man, that's so damn sad
You can't even stack once you get that bag
I swear to god that's that shit that be making me mad
I be so high, but I still be making that cash
Don't even cry 'less I got them racks in my hand
I ain't gone stop, I'm going worldwide, I ain't gone land
W. M. N., Imma get to the bag
Yuh
Dopamine, swear to God that be my tag
What
I don't even bang, I ain't got no flag
Yuh
But fucking with me you gone get tagged
Dopamine, that be my team, yeah, and we don't get sad
Riding round town lookin fresh, yeah, and we got that swag
Don't even try to impress, yeah, that's why they mad
The shit that I'm on be so clean, all y'all be fucking with trash
Credits
Writer(s): Juan Negrete
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